Chapter 6

The four friends were seated on the couch in Gohan's room, watching some martial arts movie about a kid who went blind and still won the WMAT.

Gohan sighed and rested his head back on the couch. He wasn't going to say the movie was boring which it was, because the others may have been enjoying it. He started tapping his foot on the ground. Starting slow, and moving faster as he continued. As his foot moved quicker, it moved with more power, and after only half a minute, the whole room was shaking.

"EARTHQUAKE!" Erasa shouted, grabbing a pillow on the couch and hid under it on the floor, the other two friends of Gohan's doing the same.

"Relax. It's over. There's always a few little earthhquakes in this room, considering how close it is to Bulma's special lab and all the experiments she does in it." Gohan explained. It was a lie, but Vegeta usually did cause small earthquakes, considering his personal gravity room wasn't too far away, so that part was true.

I need to keep my power down. I can't have him find out I'm here. All hell would break loose. Gohan thought, the Saiyan Prince would cause a lot of havoc if he found out his rival's son was staying in the same building as him.

"Oh, sorry for the overreaction." Erasa said, somewhat embarrassed.

"It's alright. I should've told you in the first place." Gohan replied to the Half-Saiyan.

Elsewhere...

"Vegeta, can you go to the room Chi-Chi and her family stay in and grab that one movie I usually watch? I accidentally left it in there when Chi was over." Bulma asked her loving husband.

"Pff, whatever." He said as he walked out of the room and in the direction of the Son's room. Once he got to the door, he sensed something. Someone. Two girls and a guy. They were weak. Very weak, although two of the three seemed to have decent power levels for a human, assuming they were human.

With one push, the Saiyan Prince burst through the door, but what he saw was unexpected. Four teens looking at him, including a rather special one.

"Kakabrat? What the hell are you doing here? And who are these pathetic humans?" He asked, demanding an answer from his biggest rival's son.

Fuck. Gohan thought. "I'm on a field trip here for school. These are my friends... why are you in here." Gohan asked, giving a glare to the prince.

"Don't ever talk to your fucking Prince like that, you shitty excuse of a Saiyan warrior." Vegeta spat out, harshly. "Show some damn respect."

"Get out of this damn room Veggie."

"What did I just say!?" Vegeta said. "Me, you, 8:30 in the GR." He demanded. "I have to get this stupid movie for your mom's friend." He said, grabbing a movie atop the table. "And you better be there."

"I will, and you won't like the ending." Gohan smirked.

"Whatever Kakabrat. 8:30." The Prince reminded as he walked out of the room, slamming the worn out door on his way out.

Videl's mind was racing. Who was this guy? Why was Gohan's tone when talking to him so...harsh? That wasn't like the Gohan she knew. And why did that guy say humans when reffering to us three, and who or what is a Saying Warrior?

"That guy seems like a dick." Sharpener said.

"Yeah he is. That's the short guy Bulma was taking about." Gohan replied.

"That's Bulma's husband!!?? That guy!?" Erasa asked, shocked.

"Yup. There was a good reason for her to tell everyone to stay away from him. He isn't a friendly guy. I have to go at 8:30 now. So, after this movie, we should head back to our guest rooms." Gohan told the group.

"What was it that you're going to do in the GR?" Videl asked.

Shoot. "We usually do some competitive things to, err, out-do each other...yeah." Gohan replied, knowing better than to tell the group that he knows martial arts, which would add to Videl's suspicions of him being Saiyaman.

"Well, let's finish this movie." Sharpener said.

The next day, Gohan awoke from his sleep earlier than normal. The previous night was rather eventful. Gohan stretches a bit before stripping down and taking a nice, warm shower.

In the shower, he thought about the events of the previous day. Vegeta said a few things that shouldn't have been said, which meant that Videl would start questioning him again. Great. Another day, another set of problems.

Once Gohan finished showering and dried off, he threw on some joggers complimented by a hoodie, walked out of the restroom, laid down on his bed, and turned his TV on. As it turned on, he made sure to turn the volume down, as he didn't want to wake the blonde male up.

Gohan looked to his wrist. 5:28. Damn it's early. Maybe I can get out of here for a bit. Gohan thought as he snuck out of the room and out of the building. It was still dark out, but the half-breed didn't mind. He flicked at his watch, turning him into the caped-hero of Satan City.

Gohan took to the air. It was perfect weather and looked to be a perfect day. After minutes of enjoying the air, Gohan descended a bit and hovered over the city. Man, I sure am hungry. He thought as he continued to hover over the city, when suddenly, he heard a gunshot and screams.

"Already? You've got to be kidding me! It's five in the morning!" Gohan said aloud, before landing at the scene.

There was already two police cars there by the time he landed, and the crook was already being taken into custody...

Wait, what?

The police actually did there job? Rather shocked, Gohan left the scene and headed back to Capsule Corp.

End of Chapter 6.

This was a shitty update, I know. I just wanted to get a quick little chapter out for the people who are waiting. I'm sorry for taking so long to even get this out. I just haven't been enjoying writing this fic lately. I'll try to keep updating and get to a point where it's fun, but I'm out of ideas. I need something that'll make it fun and not the same thing over and over, so PLEASE leave your ideas.

I'm currently writing another fic. It's with an OC, Gohan, and Videl among others. Already at 3k words for the first chapter. Going to post at 6k(ish)

Sorry again for such a half-assed update. I hope I didn't make any huge grammar mistakes or anything lol. I hope you enjoyed, and once again, LEAVE IDEAS.